Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Eliza Shimizu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She took a deep breath and asked quietly, "What did you say...? I don't understand..."

Naruzawa Kaede continued stroking her hair, saying the same thing:

“I don’t understand what you’re saying either. But I can explain it more clearly. If your parents see you crying like this when we get home, they’ll think I’m bullying you.”

Eliza Shimizu was even more upset when she didn't get the answer she wanted.

She turned her head away in a huff and abruptly broke free from Mingze Feng's embrace.

"Haven't you bullied enough already...?"

Eliza Shimizu rubbed her shoulder and let out a soft hum.

"Over there, I'm going to wash my face. Don't think this is the end of it! I'll get my revenge for how you bullied me!"

Eliza Shimizu walked quickly, as if she was afraid to stay there any longer.

Mingze Feng watched her retreating figure, his hand falling to his sides.

A night breeze blew by, carrying a few remaining silver fan grass petals, which scattered at his feet.

"..."

Eliza Shimizu washed her face.

A gentle night breeze swept by, carrying away some of the dampness and gradually calming her heartbeat.

She had just turned around when she saw Ming Zefeng standing behind her at some point.

"what..."

Ming Zefeng didn't speak at first. He raised his hand, and in his palm were a few freshly picked silver fan grass petals. He picked up a petal and gently placed it in Eliza's hair.

Mingze Feng's movements were very light, just like the moonlight sliding across the surface of water.

Eliza Shimizu paused for a moment, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"you..."

"The flowers were blown away by the wind."

Mingze Feng said, "I don't know if it's too late to make it up later."

As he spoke, Naruzawa Kaede picked up another petal and continued to tuck it into Shimizu Eliza's hair.

Chapter 3: Arnold Will Not Meet a Rock Band in London

Eliza Shimizu opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

Pale purple petals, adorning golden hair, are like blossoms blooming in a field.

The fragrance of February flowers is not strong, but in this forest, a cool and serene atmosphere permeates everywhere.

The girl squinted her slightly red and swollen eyes and smiled.

Are you implying something to me?

Mingze Feng skillfully pinched Eliza's soft cheek.

Mingze Feng said, "How about I answer this question after the performance? Things are a mess right now. I'll explain it to you first, and then you can decide whether you want to ask or not."

"not good."

Eliza Shimizu shook her head decisively.

"At least let me know if what you say is what I want to hear."

"And how do I know you're not trying to run away?"

"Last time in the car, and the time before that at my house, you walked away without even turning your head."

"If Kikuri hadn't said it was great to use, I would have thought you were a eunuch!"

What did Kikuri Hiroi say to you?

Mingze Feng grabbed Eliza's cheeks, kneading the girl's cute face until it was a mess. Eliza's soft, delicate cheeks had just been washed and were still cool to the touch.

Mingze Feng forced her to warm up, then gritted his teeth and said, "What do you mean by 'use it'? Translate what you mean by 'use it'."

"Ugh, let go of me, I'm getting dizzy—"

Eliza Shimizu shook her head, thought for a moment, and said, "How about having sex, or making love?"

Eliza Shimizu added, "If we're going to be even more formal, sexual intercourse is also an option."

"...I didn't mean for you to actually translate it."

"I know, it's just a switch joke."

"This joke sounds like something a German would tell."

"If it were in German, it would be Miteinander· schlafen."

"Eliza, has anyone ever told you that your jokes are pretty lame?"

"Maybe..."

"Let's talk properly after the performance."

"You—hmm?"

Eliza Shimizu was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "What...what did you just say?"

Mingze Feng grabbed her wrist. He placed the remaining silver fan grass petals in her hand and then clenched them together.

"I said..."

Mingze Feng met Eliza's gaze. Moonlight intertwined between the two, mingled with the gentle evening breeze, and in the wind came Mingze Feng's voice.

"It looks beautiful on your hair."

Eliza Shimizu felt a gentle breeze on her face, as if the boy she loved had kissed her.

She raised her hand to touch her hair, her fingers brushing against the soft petals, and her heart skipped a beat.

Eliza Shimizu stared blankly at the face of Kaede Narusawa, who was so close to her. The moonlight not only made Eliza look beautiful in Kaede Narusawa's eyes, but also added a filter to Kaede Narusawa himself.

Tsk, all he does is show off.

Eliza's ears turned red.

She turned her face away and muttered to herself.

"Whatever... I've never seen you this attentive when you're bullying others anyway..."

Mingze Feng smiled.

As the moonlight mingled, a gentle breeze lifted the hem of their clothes.

Narusawa Kaede dragged Hiroi Kikuri along. Staying at Eliza's house, he didn't intend to do anything outrageous. But he had plenty of opportunities to playfully tease and joke around with Hiroi Kikuri.

At the very least, we need to shut Hiroi Kikuri's mouth!

Amidst the laughter and playfulness, they grew increasingly uneasy. Even as the day grew later, they all seemed to become more and more energetic.

At two o'clock in the morning, none of the young people in their twenties were asleep.

"Holy crap," Eliza exclaimed, "I forgot to adjust to the time difference."

Yes, midnight in Britain is morning on the other side of the world. At this time, Hiroi Kikuri and Shimizu Eliza are just waking up. Narusawa Kaede is practicing the piano, and Iwashita Shima is working.

Driven by their biological clocks, none of them felt sleepy at all.

Ironically, they slept for five hours on the plane to London.

Nobody wanted to sleep anymore.

"Is there a night market nearby?" Shima Iwashita asked.

Eliza Shimizu said that she could go to London.

Hiroi Kikuri suddenly asked, "We still have all our instruments. Eliza, do you know where we can get a sound system?"

Eliza blinked. She said, "If you want it, you can definitely get it..."

SickHack always knew that their main profession was a rock band, and that they weren't back for tourism.

"Since we have nothing to do, let's go for it! Eliza, do you know any places where we can do street performances?"

Eliza Shimizu cast a pleading look at Kaede Narusawa.

Ming Zefeng coughed twice, and the search engine finally loaded a few places.

"Piccadilly Place, Soho... people are still livestreaming on TikTok..."

At 2 a.m. in London, bars, nightclubs and rock clubs are still open, and street performers are still playing music.

It may not be rock and roll, but it still has a soul.

......

London streets.

Chihaya Aine is having another sleepless night.

Today is her fourth day in London and her third day of school.

The initial enthusiasm I felt upon arriving in London has now completely cooled.

Walking alone on the still bustling streets, tapping my shoes.

Chihaya Aine sighed.

"Why...did it turn out like this?"

I passed the IELTS exam, but I still can't understand the lectures. I can't even bring myself to say something as simple as telling my classmates that my name isn't Ann.

She didn't know why things had turned out this way.

She remembered that half a month ago, her classmate mentioned that she was going to the prestigious school in the Moon Forest.

Chihaya Aine, who was very concerned about her image, deliberately let her best friends overhear her news that she was going to study in the UK, in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft.

Chihaya Aine thought to herself, "She has excellent grades and is also the student council president."

With this approach, getting a diploma abroad would be a piece of cake.

While in Tokyo, Chihaya Aine felt as if the Commonwealth was beckoning to her.

Then, Chihaya Aine took her plane ticket and happily departed.

I can't attend classes, and I can't be with my classmates either. I always feel that London is very oppressive. The only thing I can do to relax is to enjoy the evening breeze.

In the distance, the light from Big Ben shines, and further afield, you can see the palace called Minsters.

Chihaya Aine wasn't even sure if she had called it correctly.

Anyway, she couldn't understand the road signs.

God knows why she passed the IELTS exam but still couldn't understand it.

At this point, the Commonwealth can't stay a single day longer.

"Sigh...bitterness is bitter, let's not talk about it."

If the attempt to leave Asia and join Europe fails, should we return to China and start over?

But how do I bring this up with my parents?

She attended a church school in England, where the second semester of her first year of high school began in January. Chihaya's family used their connections to get Chihaya Aine transferred there directly.

In Japan, the end of March marks the end of the final semester for junior high school students.

In other words, if Chihaya Aine goes back now, she can still make it to her junior high graduation ceremony.

This is truly a hellish joke.

And those classmates will definitely laugh.

Why go back? To make people laugh?

"..."

Thinking back to former classmates, they show the same mocking looks as current classmates, and were even isolated and bullied.